recruit bees

my name,

It's Michelle.

Before today, I always, always thought that I would live in a peaceful and mediocre way of existence, like an assembly line mass product.

Last until death comes and takes all of me.

but now.

I had a ridiculously childish flower growing on my head, and an alien resident showed up at my house and told me:

'Sorry baby, actually you are my private property, I bought you with all my savings, and then you were stolen and smuggled to the earth to sell, oh yes, you are not human, you are an alien (smile) , plants, the little flowers on the head are the ones on the body. '

How do you think I will feel?

God his mother's!

How the hell should I feel? !

Wrapped in a blanket, Michelle nestled in the soft sofa that swallowed people, staring blankly at the mechanical super-scientific bumblebee, making his living room crowded.

After returning to close the door and scaring away the neighbors who came to check the situation, the other party turned around and went to the bathroom. He took the cleaning tool, bent his tall body, and silently cleaned the clothes and fabrics that had been broken into rubbish on the ground thanks to him. and down.

This slightly ridiculous, inexplicable way of unfolding.

Simply, simply—as if the bumblebee was the owner of this small apartment.

Michelle slowly covered her chest, took a breath with her lips shaking, "...can you tell me, Mr. Simon Alien, what exactly are you going to do?"

Breaking into my house just to tear my clothes off and clean up the trash?

Oh, my god.

The bumblebee in front of him seemed startled by his sudden noise. He stood up straight, pursed his lips and poked stiffly on the spot for a while, before putting down the broom in his hand, which was like a miniature toy for his physique.

He moved lightly——forced by his weight, he made a sound, squeezed into the gap between the sofa and the coffee table, then rolled himself up with difficulty, and sat opposite Michelle.

It takes courage to come face-to-face with this large, strange-looking alien.

Michel admits he's a normal guy.

He was terrified, trying to shrink back, wishing he could penetrate the sofa, his black eyes fixed on each other's every move.

The bumblebee obviously realized Michelle's fear, the corners of her lips curled down, her eyebrows drooped, and the center of her brows frowned, calling out sadly and disappointed.

"Baby……"

Michelle: "...With all due respect, you shouldn't call a 20-year-old grown male that." His hairs are all standing up.

"Yes," Simon's head was even lower, with the only cute tentacles hanging down pitifully on top of his head. "You are my baby, I lost it."

"..."

"You are mine, the lost item."

"You said that just now."

Michelle covered her face with a splitting headache, "You made it very clear, I'm not a human being, I'm your lost, uh, important family member, an alien plant creature, you have spent countless money and time Finally found me, but...but I couldn't take it."

Simon raised his eyes and looked at Michelle, his eyes skipped over the wilting little red flower on top of his head, feeling extremely distressed.

My flower seed must have suffered a lot, this place is simply not suitable for him to survive!

He's so skinny with only a skeleton.

Even live in this kind of place.

The feeling in Simon's heart was uncomfortable, he was uncomfortable and guilty, carefully lowered his voice, and asked in awkward Earth dialect: "Why?"

Michelle's voice was dry: "I'm human."

Simon: "Your seed coat has my identity information and code." So I didn't lie to you.

Michelle: "But that can't be..."

Simon: "There are also flowers growing on your head." Don't struggle.

Michelle: "Is it possible..."

Simon was categorical: "Impossible. When you lost it, I had the records of the Interstellar Federation, all interstellar, universal." I was not mistaken, you are my seed.

Michelle: "..."

I don't know why, but I suddenly want to kick the bumblebee on the opposite side.

The kind that kicks the crotch.

The two who ended the conversation fell into awkward stares and silence.

Michelle still had doubts in her heart, so she didn't make a sound, and was always on guard against the big guy on the opposite side.

And Simon?

Like everyone who has lost and found his family, he can't wait to jump on his flower seed crazily, diligently check his growth status, and show his lovely baby whether there are any mutations and scars on the flower on his head.

Then he held him in his arms and whispered softly, asking how he lived alone for so many years, and whether he suffered during the flowering process.

Must have suffered!He judges immediately.

His baby doesn't even know what species he is.

He couldn't think too deeply about how his baby survived the fatal juvenile and flowering stages of the plant system.

The more he thought about it, the more the silent bumblebee clenched his fists, trying to destroy something to vent.

Of course, seeing Michelle, he was not unexcited or displeased.

Simon was willing to put all his feelings on the little guy opposite, and tried his best to make up for it.

But Michelle's unfamiliarity and defensiveness made him nest in a small place, not daring to move.

He was afraid of scaring him.

But even if a killer bee looks terrible and has a serious expression in front of normal people, its tentacles will not deceive people.

Michelle saw that the other party was trying to form a smaller 'mountain bag', as if trying to show that she was harmless, and the bumblebee with a hard and cold face lowered its head.

For a while.

To detect the tension factor in the air, or begging for a hug, the two tentacles tried to straighten Michelle, trembling carefully.

Another moment.

The bumblebee secretly raised its eyes to glance at itself, and the tentacles on its head were happily shaking up and down.

a little while.

If the bumblebee finds that Michelle is also looking at him when he sneaks a glance-the pair of tentacles on the head are crazy, and they are circling excitedly, one turning clockwise and the other turning counterclockwise.

Because of the limited length and distance, the small tusks at the top of the tentacles will bump into each other as they turn and turn.

'Crack, crack, crack——'

"..."

Michelle felt sorry for him.

cough.

Not only hurt, but also want to laugh.

I'm probably crazy... Michelle pursed her lips tightly. The big guy who had a scary face just now turned out to be cute?

Apart from embarrassment, the atmosphere finally gave birth to some relaxation and joy.

'Button. '

The door of this small apartment rang, and the bumblebee, who had been careful not to move around just now, was like a large aggressive dog that had invaded a private territory.

He propped up his tentacles and body, his pupils shrunk into thin lines, and his eyes were fixed on the door. The mecha on his body made a metal-like creaking sound, ready to show fierceness!

A little transparent and bright light was exposed from the back, rubbing against each other, and buzzing like a warning.

While terrified, Michelle looked at it in surprise.

That turned out to be wings!

He even has wings? !

He is so heavy, can he fly... Michelle had an untimely thought, and was soon woken up by a lively loud voice outside.

"Michelle—hey, are you okay, I'm here, open the door for me!"

It was Benny.

He hurriedly said to the bumblebee with a wrong expression: "My friend came to see me, you..."

"friend?"

Simon repeated these two words, and put away his attacking posture.

Seeing this, Michelle was wrapped in a blanket and breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, maybe you can open the door for me."

It's hard to startle Benny and explain why there are aliens in his house though.

However, if he went to open the door in this disheveled and blanket-wrapped appearance, he felt that Benny's scream might be louder, and it might even shatter the glass directly.

"I see."

Simon faced his flowers, gentle and obedient.

The gigantic bumblebee squeezed itself out from the gap in the sofa, and went to open the door with a 'squeak'.

The moment the door opened, Michelle was ready to hear Benny scream, but she didn't.

The noise squeezed in instantly, piercing Michelle's eardrum and brain, which had finally calmed down.

The strange male voice yelled incomparably:

"Don't move! NY (interstellar police)!"

"We received a report that a man was invaded by foreign organisms*, the medical team, the medical team—check the victim's vital signs!"

"Whoa, Michelle, I'm here to save you—!"

……

[The author has something to say]: [Small Theater]

Simon: Huahua is so small, I can't do anything (sad).

Michelle: (For a while, I don't know if I should comfort him politely).

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